One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 119: The fate of Miss Calculator

Although Nalan Xiner closed her eyes and rested, her mind was very clear.

In her bones, she is a guy who likes freedom and doesn't want to be tied down.

Reflected in her hairstyle, she doesn't like complicated perms or fancy updos, and prefers a blue silk that flows freely and comfortably.

So, she's not very interested in getting her hair done or anything.

She couldn't even despise Lan Zhirou's messy little rolls.

So, I closed my eyes and rested my mind, mainly because I didn't want to see the disgusting mother and daughter, who thought they were all over the country, but in fact they were unbearable and ruined her good mood.

But what's the matter?

She knew that the hair stylist was perming her tail, which was a little weird, but it was understandable that she was going to perm big waves.

However, who's hair stylist is so bad that the temperature of the curling iron can't be controlled well, and the hair is confused?

She suddenly became more concerned.

If this hair gets burnt, it needs to be cut, and if it is cut short, it will not be able to do well.

Could it be that the hair stylist took advantage of the stepmother and was going to waste her flowing blue silk? And maybe if she misses it, it will burn her neck.

Wait! Burned to the neck...

As soon as she woke up, she opened her eyes slightly, and from the reflection in the mirror, she saw the hair stylist with a ruthless expression, holding a smoking hot curling iron, and slowly stretched it towards the back of her neck!

The curling iron brushed a few blue strands of her hair, and the smooth black hair was immediately burnt to charcoal!

If it stabbed her neck, wouldn't it be a **** and red blood hole? !

Don't say you can't wear a beautiful dress with a shiny diamond necklace, I'm afraid you will have to go to the hospital for emergency treatment, and you can't even participate in the coming-of-age ceremony? !

Damn, Lin Meiqing, you black-hearted thing!

Hey, Big Ben, don't you remind my sister, you're a drag!

Big Ben said sourly: "Didn't you discover it yourself... Besides, Ben Bell is not a roundworm in the belly of a hair stylist, how do you know what he is going to do next? Besides, you didn't ask Ben Bell..."

Bullshit, you big ben!

Nalan Xiner saw that the curling iron was about to be poked, she didn't have time to say more, so she quickly moved her feet——

The power cord of the curling iron just passed through the soles of her feet. She stretched out her foot to hook it, and when she pulled it, the power cord was shortened a lot!

The hair stylist was nervously holding the curling iron, ready to perm Nalan Xiner. Unexpectedly, the curling iron in his hand suddenly tightened and slipped uncontrollably. His hand didn't have time to let go. The hot curling iron directly wiped his palm, and the whole thing fell off!

"Ah-!!!"

A scream.

The hair stylist's palm was instantly scalded!

Lin Meiqing was looking at her proudly. I didn't expect the hair stylist to get burned.

Wait! Don't worry, although the curling iron didn't poke Nalan Xiner's neck, would it still fall on Nalan Xiner's shoulder?

She had another sly smile in her heart.

But the next second, she couldn't laugh, she was completely dumbfounded and collapsed! ——

I saw Nalan Xiner, who had closed her eyes and rested her eyes, jumped up from her seat like lightning, almost as soon as the hot curling iron was about to fall on her shoulder, she was able to dodge!

Unfortunately, she shouted "Ouch, you've burned me", while she quietly tickled her foot again and picked it up!

Tighten the power cord and close it!

At that time, the curling iron that was about to fall shook, bounced in mid-air, and fell to the side!

Besides, it is Lan Zhirou who is burning small pieces!

The tragic Lan Zhirou, before she could even realize what was going on, was hit straight by the curling iron!

The curling iron attacked from the side, along her arm, and bounced to her leg... It fell all the way, and wherever it went, the extremely high temperature instantly made her skin scald.

Turn the skin over the meat roll, and a stench of burnt stench spreads out at once.

The blood was surging, blackened by the heat, dripping down.

A piercing pain caused Lan Zhirou to scream and faint.